Off My Neck

Official audio by Maddy Hicks

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Written by Maddy Hicks & Garrett Nash
Produced by Daniel Weber, Garrett Nash, & Maddy Hicks
Mixed by Daniel Weber
Art by Audrey Bergeron

"Kinda Over It" Lyrics:

I’m kinda over it, I’m kinda over you
I’m kinda over acting like the shit you like
Is so original and cool
I’m kinda over getting fucked in the ass
By shit that fucked up your past
Which by the way, I didn’t do, I didn’t do
I’m kinda done with it, I’m kinda done with you
I’m kinda done with telling everyone that any day now
You’re gonna come through
Kinda done with being something to fuck
When you feel down on your luck
Cause by the way, I’m human, too, I’m human, too

I held your hand when you told me
What made you into a man
I listened to all your plans, I
Don’t understand how you could’ve let me
Be your biggest fan
When you didn’t give a damn
I feel fucking stupid lately
You never wanted to date me
That’s fine, but you could’ve saved me
That time if you told me, baby

I’m kinda over it, I’m kinda over you
I’m kinda over acting like the shit you like
Is so original and cool
I’m kinda over getting fucked in the ass
By shit that fucked up your past
Which by the way, I didn’t do, I didn’t do
I’m kinda done with it, I’m kinda done with you
I’m kinda done with telling everyone that any day now
You’re gonna come through
Kinda done with being something to fuck
When you feel down on your luck
Cause by the way, I’m human, too, I’m human, too

Kiss when we meet, dance in the street
Talk until three, cuddle and sleep
Rinse and repeat
Start to retreat, busy this week
Calls unreceived, nothing to see
Ctrl alt delete
And now you’re back tryna take me on a date and shit
And that’s the definition of a situationship
It’s getting hard to know my worth like this
When you keep calling out of nowhere wanting girlfriend shit

Ooo, if you’re just gonna use me what’s the use?
I’m doing so much better without you
Guess we were make believing
I’m picking up the pieces
And I’m done with keeping secrets, yeah

I’m kinda over it, I’m kinda over you
I’m kinda over acting like the shit you like
Is so original and cool
I’m kinda over getting fucked in the ass
By shit that fucked up your past
Which by the way, I didn’t do, I didn’t do
I’m kinda done with it, I’m kinda done with you
I’m kinda done with telling everyone that any day now
You’re gonna come through
Kinda done with being something to fuck
When you feel down on your luck
Cause by the way, I’m human, too, I’m human, too

I’m kinda over it, I’m kinda over you
I’m over you, I’m over you

Kinda Over It

KINK

Intraduction

Lies

Cruel

Junk

Cigarettes

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LYRICS:
The way you move is something I just can’t explain
The way you touch, the way you fuck me
This craving never ever ever goes away, away

I know you really don’t like to talk about it
Remember when you cried in the car about it
I know I saw a side of you that I never saw yet
And I’ll never let that go

You won’t admit it but it’s kinda so obvious
That you wish I’d get my shit together, fuckin acknowledge
You said you’re nothing like my ex and babe I wanna believe that
I swear I wanna believe it
And I said

CHORUS
We can go to Paris
Fuck your parents, let’s go
Your friends don’t know me 
They just know the way you won’t let me go
And I don’t give a fuck about losing control
I tried to warn you babe
And now you’re just frustrated

I know that you’re frustrated
I promise I frustrate me too
I know that you’re frustrated
I’m sorry you're frustrated…. 

But it goes so hard when we go that far
Drive at night in my race car
You look so good but you feel so far
I’m sorry, I’m sorry
That every single ounce of conversation’s about the way
That I don’t know how to trust and I don’t wanna admit it
Cause if I talk about it, how am I supposed to forget it?
Anxiety is a bitch and I don’t wanna be in it

Fuck it, I’m in love
And fuck it if it’s hard
Drive all night til I let down my guard
You taste so good and you look like art
And she said… 

CHORUS
We can go to Paris
Fuck your parents, let’s go
Your friends don’t know me 
They just know the way you won’t let me go
And I don’t give a fuck about losing control
I tried to warn you babe
And now you’re just frustrated

I know that you’re frustrated
I promise I frustrate me too
I’m sorry you’re frustrated
I’m sorry you're frustrated
2x

LYRICS:
The way you move is something I just can’t explain
The way you touch, the way you fuck me
This craving never ever ever goes away, away

I know you really don’t like to talk about it
Remember when you cried in the car about it
I know I saw a side of you that I never saw yet
And I’ll never let that go

You won’t admit it but it’s kinda so obvious
That you wish I’d get my shit together, fuckin acknowledge
You said you’re nothing like my ex and babe I wanna believe that
I swear I wanna believe it
And I said

CHORUS
We can go to Paris
Fuck your parents, let’s go
Your friends don’t know me 
They just know the way you won’t let me go
And I don’t give a fuck about losing control
I tried to warn you babe
And now you’re just frustrated

I know that you’re frustrated
I promise I frustrate me too
I know that you’re frustrated
I’m sorry you're frustrated…. 

But it goes so hard when we go that far
Drive at night in my race car
You look so good but you feel so far
I’m sorry, I’m sorry
That every single ounce of conversation’s about the way
That I don’t know how to trust and I don’t wanna admit it
Cause if I talk about it, how am I supposed to forget it?
Anxiety is a bitch and I don’t wanna be in it

Fuck it, I’m in love
And fuck it if it’s hard
Drive all night til I let down my guard
You taste so good and you look like art
And she said… 

CHORUS
We can go to Paris
Fuck your parents, let’s go
Your friends don’t know me 
They just know the way you won’t let me go
And I don’t give a fuck about losing control
I tried to warn you babe
And now you’re just frustrated

I know that you’re frustrated
I promise I frustrate me too
I’m sorry you’re frustrated
I’m sorry you're frustrated
2x

Cigarettes

Carlie Hanson